"Qiann Yan, can you slow down?" The staff shouted from behind. This was ng Xiangxiang, an assistant responsible for Qiann Yan, tasked with solving her issues and advising her.
In this show, ng acted as a life ntor. Almost every ti the original protagonist had a conflict with Zhang Juying’s family, ng would appear to guide and inject them with various "chicken soup" philosophies, with every word seemingly full of deep reason.
When Zhou YuaanYuaan mischievously angered her, ng Xiangxiang would say that children are inevitably naughty, and as a big sister, she should be tolerant.
The original protagonist found it strange; why should she be the one to be tolerant when others made mistakes?
When Zhou YuaanYuaan took her things, ng would say that the little brother hadn’t seen much of the world and just wanted to touch sothing new without any bad intentions. As a big sister, she should learn to share her things with others.
The original protagonist was even more baffled. Why should she share her stuff with an annoying kid when it was clearly hers?
Why?
When the original protagonist found a bug in her bowl and wanted to spit it out, even pointing it out, ng would say it’s inevitable in the countryside; these are just the conditions. Since she ca here, wasn’t it necessary to adapt to these things?
The original protagonist couldn’t understand. Finding such a big bug, isn’t it a hygiene issue? Even if it was inevitable, couldn’t soone express so apology?
But no, the implication was always that the family has these conditions, and she, as a pampered rich girl, wasn’t used to it and hadn’t faced such hardships.
She had cooked in Zhang Juying’s house before and never had bugs in the food. Clearly, they weren’t careful or hygienic with their cooking.
As a result, when these scenes were seen by netizens, they all said she was fussy and unnecessarily particular.
It seed like the kids from the countryside were supposed to be unreasonable, and city kids should give in to them, even enduring bugs in silence?
The original protagonist had never survived in the countryside, but she didn’t think it was like this.
During the program recording, to verify her thoughts, she visited other families.
Other hos were clean, the kids polite, not touching things at random, completely different from Zhang Juying’s house.
However, the show crew maliciously edited again, saying she despised Zhang Juying’s family’s poverty and poor conditions, wanting to move to a better place, portraying her as a spoiled, wicked rich girl in great detail.
This stirred up a hornets’ nest, and netizens wanted to jump through the screen to beat her.
"Qiann Yan, slow down!"
ng Xiangxiang couldn’t catch up anymore, and neither could the caraman Jiaang Hengliang, who was also carrying equipnt, making it even harder to run fast. Qiann Yan’s figure had shrunk to the size of a mosquito, so he gave up chasing.
Now his arms were weak, and his legs too.
"How does she run so fast with all that weight?" ng Xiangxiang bent over, panting, looking at Qiann Yan’s quickly disappearing silhouette, "Too fast, really can’t catch up, what should we do? Wasn’t she supposed to weigh over a hundred-sixty or seventy pounds? Is this what they call nimble fat?"
"City kids, probably healthy... and most likely overweight due to excessive nutrition." Jiaang Hengliang said, "The director will definitely be angry, let’s rest a bit before chasing after her."
ng Xiangxiang thought for a mont, then nodded: "Alright, better not tell the director, we’ll definitely get scolded. Sigh, these city kids, each one’s temper is worse than the next, really hard to handle, I don’t know how their parents can deal with them."
"Isn’t it because those parents are only focused on their careers and don’t care about the kids, leading to all this. Now that the kids turned out wrong, they place their hopes on our show."
"Lucky they’re not my kids."
The two rested for a while and then followed in Qiann Yan’s direction.
Behind the grass mound where they just stayed, a young boy carrying a basket of pigweed stood up, watching their backs with contemplation.
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